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On 8CD's: M thinks he has an easy case for 007, just what he needs after a near-fatal brush with SMERSH. But on arriving in Jamaica to look for a missing agent and his secretary, Bond learns that the reclusive Dr Julius No could be connected with their disappearance. When Bond and the exotic Honeychile Rider are imprisoned on Dr No's private island, they realize that his plans could threaten international security.

M calls this case a "soft option." He sends Bond to Jamaica to investigate the disappearance of the head of the Kingston station. Jamaica is luxurious, and the seductive Honey Rider is beautiful and willing--but they are both part of the empire of Doctor No. Bond discovers that Doctor No is working with the Russians, who have supplied him with several million dollars' worth of equipment to sabotage nearby American missile tests with strange energy waves. The doctor is a worthy adversary, with a mind as hard and cold as his solid steel hands and an obsession for power. During the course of his mission Bond must battle deadly assassins, sexy femmes fatales, and even a poisonous tarantula.

M calls this case a "soft option." He sends Bond to Jamaica to investigate the disappearance of the head of the Kingston station. Jamaica is luxurious, and the seductive Honey Rider is beautiful and willing--but they are both part of the empire of Doctor No. Bond discovers that Doctor No is working with the Russians, who have supplied him with several million dollars' worth of equipment to sabotage nearby American missile tests with strange energy waves. The doctor is a worthy adversary, with a mind as hard and cold as his solid steel hands and an obsession for power. During the course of his mission Bond must battle deadly assassins, sexy femmes fatales, and even a poisonous tarantula.

M hasn't forgiven James Bond for the negligence on his last assignment that nearly cost Bond his life. Brusquely, almost contemptuously, he tosses Bond a time-wasting, shabby little case in the Caribbean. It will really be a holiday on an island in the sun - convalescence. Angrily Bond accepts his orders. He flies off to Jamaica. The sun shines, the palm trees wave, the calypsos throb. But on the horizon a cloud forms. It is no bigger than a man's hand - an articulated steel hand - the hand of Dr. No! This, the sixth of Ian Fleming's Secret Service thrillers, will, as did the others, grip the reader with a taught, suave, sensual stranglehold.